It's a weekly nightclub party in a warehouse in Bushwick. You’ll never find it. But it is the best nightlife happening in NYC right now, hands down. It has its own culture, a mix of straight dudes from the Burroughs, homo thugs, Tumblr celebs, art freaks. It just doesn’t feel like anything else—and everything else feels so derivative.

I’m not the first to say this, but the Lower East Side gallery scene is phenomenal. Amazing artists and it is a lot easier to deal with than Chelsea. I’m personally looking forward to Michael Bilsborough’s next exhibition at Invisible Exports next year.

Jacob Brown

Jacob Brown's editorial pedigree prior to T includes a three-year stint at Visionaire and work as a contributor to The Atlantic and Paper. He also directed a short film, Blinders, starring Byrdie Bell, Luke Worrall, and Nathaniel Brown.

What would the title of your autobiography be? I’m too shy to answer this.

What can’t you travel without and why?Good ear plugs for sleeping on the plane and in hotels, and running shoes. Running is a great way to see a new city and I sort of have a fetish for trying out weird foreign gyms. In Europe they never have foam rollers, even at the $100 per visit Armani gym in Milan.

Where is your favorite travel destination? Copenhagen. Very Scandinavian, but the city’s proximity to the Continent smoothes over its residents’ aloof Nordic edge.

If you could choose one person to show you “their New York City”, who would it be and why?Can this be an historical figure? Edith Wharton’s gilded age New York would be pretty awesome.

What or who has inspired you recently and why? I’m developing a feature film right now and one or two of the characters are inspired by some of fashion’s “cool boys”—these skinny, punked-out models with faces like works of art, many of whom I have known over the years such as Luke Worrall, Cole Mohr, Max Kamins, Ash Stymest, Yuri Pleskun. I also fully credit the writing of David Mamet—and to a lesser degree that of Sydney Lumet—with delivering me from a recent bout of writer’s block.

It's a weekly nightclub party in a warehouse in Bushwick. You’ll never find it. But it is the best nightlife happening in NYC right now, hands down. It has its own culture, a mix of straight dudes from the Burroughs, homo thugs, Tumblr celebs, art freaks. It just doesn’t feel like anything else—and everything else feels so derivative.

I’m not the first to say this, but the Lower East Side gallery scene is phenomenal. Amazing artists and it is a lot easier to deal with than Chelsea. I’m personally looking forward to Michael Bilsborough’s next exhibition at Invisible Exports next year.